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But there was no surprise on Ling Xian's face, for so many years, he had long been accustomed to the magic of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, not to mention that he had no intention of exploring the secrets of the Flying Sword Valley, and he came here just because he was the Supreme Elder of the Transformation Feather Sect.

There was always a faint smile on his face, giving people a feeling of unfathomable, not to mention the old man surnamed Zhong who had just suffered a big loss from Ling Xian, it was the Spirit Leaf Fairy who had just come out of the customs, and unconsciously, his face also showed a little awe.

Along the way, the carved beams and painted buildings, the scenery is not bad, about a cup of tea is taken, and the front is suddenly bright.

There are mountains, there is water, there are trees.

More than a dozen beautiful maids danced in the clearing of the bamboo forest.

On both sides of the open space, there are excellent tables and chairs.

Dozens of monks were seated, dressed in different attire, but on the table in front of them, there were fine wines and fruits.

Although there are not many immortal cultivators, the people present, without exception, are all strong people who have survived the five heavenly tribulations, except for the elders of the Flying Sword Valley and the monks of the Baiqiao Academy, they have all arrived.

Taixu Zhenren frowned, feeling more and more that the two factions did not put the three of them in their eyes.

Of course, most of them did this on purpose, wanting to give themselves a dismount, simply put, a strategy to attack the heart.

Hmph, do you think that in this way, my Feather Sect will give up the status of the first sect in the Tiancang Mountain Range?

How naïve!

It's no wonder that they are frogs at the bottom of the well, and if they don't believe that Uncle Ling has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, let them be proud, and they will naturally know how stupid they are in a while.

A sneering smile appeared at the corner of Taixu Zhenren's mouth.

As the lord of a faction, needless to say, the city government can still sink this bit of anger.

The arrival of the four naturally alarmed the immortal cultivators below, and they turned their heads one after another.

Then everyone's eyes fell on the face of the old man surnamed Zhong.

Although the blood on the corner of his mouth had been wiped away, his face was extremely pale because of the damage to his divine sense, and the monks present were all strong men, how could such a small detail be missed?

Especially the immortal cultivators of the Flying Sword Valley.

What's the matter, Senior Brother Zhong was injured.

In the general rudder of this gate, who has so much courage.

And they didn't receive a report that someone had just started with Senior Brother Zhong.

I was puzzled, but I didn't want to ask anything, a man dressed in brocade and a dignified appearance flew up and hugged his fist at Ling Xian and the three of them: "Taixu Daoyou, the three of you are here, He Mou is disappointed, I hope don't mind." ”

This person's surname is He, he is the head of the Flying Sword Valley, although the two factions have already said that they want to give Huayu Sect a dismount, but there is a degree to everything, the other party is a guest from afar, and they have all come here, if they continue to be slack, it will seem that their own door is stingy.

So on the surface, it is still necessary to welcome it.

It is not difficult to guess the other party's thoughts, but the three of Ling Xian pretended not to know, and sat down on the seats on the side, and their own maids sent them delicious wine and fruits.

Although Ling Xian was not hungry, these melons and fruits were full of aura, and they were not ordinary at first glance, and of course Ling Xian was not polite, eating and drinking.

Eating recklessly, making the monks look sideways.

A red-clothed female cultivator couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled: "This Ling Dao is famous for his friendliness, but I didn't expect it to be just like that, it's really better to meet than to be famous......

Yes, there is such a face-to-face provocation.

Ling Xian was not angry but happy.

The purpose of coming here, Taixu Zhenren has made it clear, in a word, the decline of the sect, and the other two are not convinced, thinking that the sect is a soft persimmon.

His task is to resolve the crisis for the Feather Sect.

Since the task was simple and straightforward, Ling Xian had no interest in intriguing with the monks here.

Someone provoked, and that was just right.

So Ling Xian said unceremoniously: "Do I know you, what kind of person Ling is, whether he is worthy of the name, it seems that it is not Your Excellency's turn to talk nonsense." ”

"You ......"

The woman in red was stunned and half angry.

She is a monk of Baiqiao Academy, and in just one thousand years, she has advanced to the Tongxuan period, and she has always been above the top, and she is considered to be the lady of heaven by the sect.

Now, although he is in the early days of Xuanxuan, he is respected everywhere he goes.

He was robbed and ridiculed like this, and he couldn't help but be angry: "Presumptuous!"

"Presumptuous, Your Excellency is talking about yourself, Ling Mou is the elder of the Huayu Sect, too vain and noble as the head, a monk in the late stage of Tongxuan, you also want to call me uncle, you are just an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Tongxuan, but here you are yelling at me, are there any rules. ”

"You ......"

This woman was so angry that she couldn't even speak, and as for the rest of the immortal cultivators, they were even more dumbfounded.

The purpose of their trip was to turn over the throne of the first sect of the Tiancang Mountain Range, but they didn't think that they would tear their faces with each other, but they didn't expect to meet a character like Ling Xian, who didn't play cards according to common sense.

For a while, I didn't know what to do.

Only the voice of the woman in red came to my ears: "Elder Taishang, it's really funny, I don't know why Huayu Sect did this, is it self-deception, what qualifications does an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Xuan Xuan have to be an elder of Taishang?"

"Oh, do you think you're very good?"

"The little woman is not talented, and it has only been a thousand years since she stepped into the world of cultivating immortals. ”

"A thousand years?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xian's mouth.

At the speed of an ordinary monk, it is indeed remarkable to have survived five heavenly tribulations in just a thousand years.

But showing off in front of himself belongs to the class to get an axe.

The time it takes to cultivate to the middle stage of Tongxuan is probably only one-third of hers.

This woman is too arrogant and proud, and she doesn't understand the truth that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky.

Of course, Ling Xian didn't intend to break this point, after all, his cultivation speed was too shocking, and even if he said it, no one would necessarily believe it.

What's more, although Ling Xian wanted to be high-profile, he also understood that there was a reason to do something and not to do something, and his performance could be outrageous, but it couldn't be too shocking, otherwise once it attracted the attention of a certain master, such as an old monster in the Tribulation Period, it would be worth the loss.

So Ling Xian was noncommittal, and said lightly: "Thousands of years of cultivation to the Xuan Xuan Period, there is indeed something extraordinary, but there is nothing remarkable, presumably the exercises you cultivate are the kind of exercises that have very few bottlenecks, cultivate quickly, but are also ridiculously weak!"

"Nonsense, how can this fairy put the cart before the horse like this, my strength is absolutely amazing. ”

"What kind of strength is, there is no basis for words, you have to compare to know. Ling Xian spoke coldly.

"What, you want to do it with me?" The woman in red's face changed: "You are in the middle of the Xuan Dynasty, I am only in the early stage of the Xuan Period, Your Excellency is trying to bully the small with the big, even if you win, you will not be able to win." (To be continued.) )